Letter 353: I have read your speech, and have immensely admired it. O muses; O learning; O Athens; what do you not give to those who love you! What fruits do not they gather who spend even a short time with you!
I've read your speech and admired it enormously. O Muses! O learning! O Athens — what gifts you give to those who love you! What harvests are reaped by those who spend even a little time in your company! Oh, to drink from that abundantly flowing fountain of yours! What remarkable men it produces in all who taste it! In your speech I seemed to see the man himself [likely a comic character], together with his chattering little wife. Libanius alone has written a living story — one that breathes — and in doing so has given his words the gift of life itself.
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Latin / Greek Original
[Πρός: Βασίλειος Λιβανίῳ]
Ἀνέγνων τὸν λόγον, σοφώτατε, καὶ ὑπερτεθαύμακα. ὦ Μοῦσαι, καὶ λόγοι, καὶ Ἀθῆναι, οἷα τοῖς ἐρασταῖς δωρεῖσθεϲ οἵους κομίζονται τοὺς καρπούς, οἱ βραχύν τινα χρόνον ὑμῖν συγγινόμενοιϲ ὦ πηγῆς πολυχεύμονος, οἵους ἔδειξε τοὺς ἀρυομένουσϲ αὐτὸν γὰρ ἐδόκουν ὁρᾷν ἐν τῷ λόγῳ λάλῳ συνόντα γυναίῳ. ἔμπνουν γὰρ λόγον ἐπὶ χθονὸς Λιβάνιος ἔγραψεν, ὃς μόνος τοῖς λόγοις ψυχὴν ἐχαρίσατο.
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